[ Anders appears and Robyn yawns, a hand in front of her mouth, clearly sleep-deprived (as much else of the mansion seems to be, these days. ]

A - Anders. [ The Warden stutters, blinking, but managing a smile. ] Thank you for using my n... name.

[ Another yawn. She smiles sheepishly now, shaking her head. ]

I'm sorry; these dreams have been taking their toll on me. [ She glances up at the mage, head tilted slightly with vested interest. ] Are you all right? I hope you've been able to manage a little sleep, despite all this...